On this day, the sky was clear and the clouds were clear, and the spring breeze was gentle.
A carriage was parked beside an official road outside Qianjing City.
The horse snorted boredly on the spot.
A driver with dark skin and wrinkles jumped out of the carriage and was going to the roadside to pick some grass for the horse to eat.
He originally made a living in Qianjing City and generally did not send people outside the city.
But the scholar who stopped the carriage at the intersection of Chang'an Street in the early morning gave me too much.
Even if he wanted to go to Longquan Mountain, a place hundreds of miles away that was shrouded in fog all year round and towering into the clouds, where it was rumored that gods lived, he agreed after a little hesitation.
When he thought that he could earn ten days' worth of income in one day today, he couldn't help but laugh again, and his dark face wrinkled even more.
As for why we stopped here halfway, it was the scholar's request. Please wait by the roadside for half an hour.
Thinking of this, he glanced at the leaving figure of the scholar again, with some longing in his eyes.
When I save some more money, I will send the brat at home to a school. I can't let him play around outside anymore. I heard that the new teacher in the school is a scholar with great knowledge.
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Zhao Rong followed the route in his memory and walked deeper into the forest.
He was about to travel far away, and he planned to visit his mother's grave to pay homage.
I don’t know when I will come back next time.
Today, he is wearing a blue Confucian shirt, with a jade medal hanging from his waist, wearing a sword, and carrying a vermilion lacquer miscellaneous wooden bookcase, made of bodiless lacquerware. The material is not expensive, but the overall layout is delicate and elegant, light and strong, and the internal layout Clever and reasonable.
This "Qin, Sword and Bookcase" outfit is probably the equipment that scholars always wear when traveling around the world.
Oh, it seems like a piano is missing.
He actually owned a guqin. After all, guqin playing was one of the essential skills for scholars, but he felt that he probably wouldn't need it, so he didn't bring it with him.
Not long after, he found his mother's grave in a bamboo forest.
Zhao Rong put down his book box and stood silently in front of the tombstone for a while.
After coming to this world, he has been trying to put himself into the original character and emotions.
If the original person is dead, then Zhao Rong must live a good life in his place and try his best to fulfill his ideals and expectations.
If the original body just exchanged bodies with Zhao Rong and woke up on the earth, then Zhao Rong also hoped that he could treat everything he inherited well and take good care of his parents, relatives and friends on the earth, and he would also cherish his life on this earth. The "legacy" left by the world.
In fact, Zhao Rong still had a vague guess about his own rebirth.
The appearance and name of this body are exactly the same as those of myself in another world. Is it possible that I am actually the original body, but is covered by the consciousness and memory of my previous life?
Zhao Rong felt that this possibility existed, but at this time he felt that the possibility was very small, so he stopped thinking about it.
Zhao Rong was about to clean up the weeds and add some soil to the tomb, but he found that someone seemed to have done it for him, and there were even a few sticks of incense left in front of the tomb.
There was silence all around, and the warm spring sunshine filtered through the bamboo leaves.
Zhao Rong remained silent.
He took out a small jug of wine from the book box, poured it down, and then bowed in front of the tomb.
But as soon as he stood up, he suddenly felt as if a piece of hot charcoal had been stuffed into his waist.
Zhao Rong lowered his head and looked for it.
The source is actually the dark black bird jade poetry plaque worn on the waist!
He reached out to lift the jade tablet and found that it no longer generated as much heat as before, but it was still as warm as a stove.
He knew that this piece of jade was extraordinary, but usually it only became so warm after he had rubbed it for a long time. Why was it so abnormal today?
Suddenly, a small piece of inconspicuous memory fragment flashed in Zhao Rong's mind.
His pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately knelt down on one knee and dug up some flat soil next to the tombstone with both hands.
next moment.
His hand that dug deep into the soil touched something hard.
He took it out with force.
I saw a milky white black bird jade tablet lying on my hand covered with mud!
Zhao Rong suddenly put the dark jade plaque around his waist together with it.
There are two black birds on the front, the black jade one is on the left and the white jade one is on the right side.
Perfect connection in the middle.
There is a poem on the other side, with five characters in black jade and five characters in white jade.
Why express your thoughts and feelings? Beautiful jade is embellished with Luo Ying.
At this moment, those forgotten memory fragments deep in his mind began to emerge one after another.
In fact, Zhao Rong had not fully digested the original memory before, because the process of inheriting the memory is not simply imprinted directly in your mind, which will think for you, but allows you to actively browse like a spectator, and learn from yourself.
Think about it and bring it into perspective.
When he was just reborn, he only glanced at the important memories that impressed the original person, not to mention the vast sea of trivial memories and some special stories hidden in them.
Now, using this pair of jade tablets as a clue, Zhao Rong remembered.
I remembered all the stories about this pair of jade tokens!
This white black bird jade plaque was the jade that Zhao Lingfei asked him for on the wedding night!
This pair of jade tokens were originally love tokens from his parents, and were later given to him and Concubine Zhao Ling by his mother.
Engraved on the front of the jade is the Black Bird of Destiny. His mother once said that all Zhaos in the world are from an ancient and glorious family. This Black Bird of Destiny is the totem of this family. The children of the Zhao family from all continents must not forget it!
As for the last line of the poem.
"Beautiful Jade Decorated with Luoying" means to wear tassels on jade pendants to decorate them. It also has another meaning...
Luo Ying is a colorful ribbon tied around the waist of an ancient woman when she got married. To tie the Luo Ying is to tie the knot, which is a synonym for marriage.
When an unmarried woman laces a man's jade pendant with a tassel, it is naturally a true expression of love in her heart. Zhao Rong remembered that in "A Dream of Red Mansions", Lin Daiyu once pierced the tassel for Jia Baoyu's psychic jade.
Thinking of this, Zhao Rong glanced at the black black bird jade tablet in his hand. It had already been tied with tassels by a certain woman...
His mother once told him and Zhao Lingfei when they were young, a story about lovers giving each other beautiful jade to express their love.
She talked about the romantic tradition that in her distant hometown of Dajin, when a man and a woman got engaged, they exchanged jade pendants and raised the jade for each other. On the wedding night, the jade returned to its original owner, and the love was sealed for life.
I still remember that at that time, the girl who liked to follow her and talk like a ronger brother listened very seriously.
Later, when he and Zhao Lingfei were engaged, his mother gave them two jade tablets respectively. Zhao Lingfei's was black jade, and his was white jade.
It's just that he once hated the idea of getting married, and he only wanted to leave, so he buried the piece of white jade that he thought belonged only to his mother in front of his mother's grave, not wanting to raise the jade for Concubine Zhao Ling.
As for the piece of black jade, he planned to take it directly from Zhao Lingfei on their wedding night and leave nothing to her.
This was also the reason why he took the initiative to write a letter urging Concubine Zhao Ling to return home to get married.
Thinking of this, Zhao Rong was silent.
Many images flashed through my mind in an instant: Mr. Fang's cryptic advice, Qian'er's tearful cry, the clumsy embroidery on the white handkerchief, the asymmetrical sleeves of the clean Confucian shirt. Finally, the image was fixed on the wedding night.
It was a scene that was not very eye-catching at the time: a pair of hands holding a jade plaque tightly.
It turns out that in this relationship, he was the one who had been indifferent and betrayal.
It turns out that in the relationship between the two, she was the one who took the initiative all the time.
It turned out that his indifference was like a chasm that Zhao Lingfei could not cross.
No wonder Ye Gui said her sword was heartbroken.
…
You only send a message to Lingfei.
Concubine Ling couldn't wait to return with her wedding dress and jade plaque to marry you.
But not only did you not want to raise a piece of jade for Concubine Ling, you also wanted to snatch Concubine Ling’s jade and leave cruelly!
Can you see that someone is feeling pain for you after another stitch of embroidery?
You see, someone is waiting for you in the summer rain and autumn wind?